I could cut of all my hair
turn on every last fluorescent light
shed all my clothes till I’m stark naked in this empty space
but you still wouldn’t see me
your eyes might scan right past me
as they would a camouflaged moth on a tree
except I haven’t got any wings
and it’s impossible for me to fly away to any place but here
the invisible space in front of your bare eyes
where nothing is seen
and everything is missing
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